

Maut k aanay ka tu Gham na ker... har ek ne laut ker apnay Rab key paas jana hai...
This is a story about the laughter of adolescence; snuffles of solitude; joys of togetherness; and the innocence of affection. Some hopes, few wishes, and various dreams blend with the essence of my thoughts and embellished with the taste of my views.
Just like the previous years, I’m late again in writing down my reflections from the past year. Right now, I’m in Dubai. But how did I end u...